After hearing Jiang Chen, Lu Yin said sympathetically, "With an opponent like that, life must be pretty tough for you."
"As long as you understand. Even so, Father still had me come tell you about Jing Zhe. So, what do you think? Isn't your future father-in-law thoughtful?" Jiang Chen said with a grin.
Lu Yin was speechless. Then something occurred to him. "By the way, help me look at something."
He took out the compass.
The moment Jiang Chen saw it, his expression changed dramatically. He snatched it from Lu Yin and examined it carefully, turning it over and over. At last, he stared at Lu Yin in disbelief. "How did you get this?"
"Yi Xing gave it to me," Lu Yin replied.
Jiang Chen looked utterly bewildered, his expression a mix of anger, amusement, and confusion. "Bi Teng?"
Lu Yin nodded.
Jiang Chen laughed in exasperation. "Bi Teng actually gave this to you? What's wrong with him? Shouldn't it be with Bi Rong, the Lord of Yi Xing? How did Bi Teng even get it?"
"I don't know. Anyway, Bi Teng gave it to me as a special gift to thank me for saving Yi Xing. He said it wasn't worth much, but that it represented Yi Xing's gratitude and goodwill," Lu Yin said.
Jiang Chen swore. "Damn it! Not worth much? Ten Yi Xings couldn't buy this. Back then, no matter what my father said, Bi Rong refused to lend it to him. In the end, we had to trick him into lending it to us for a little while—we almost had to steal it. Even then, Uncle Bi Rong stayed in White Cloud City and refused to leave, afraid we'd run off with the thing. And now Bi Teng just gives it to you? What a joke."